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turtle-steverogers · 1 year

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Mikey! More on all of these because I love my boys

1. Steve also goes into closets when he’s embarrassed. If something doesn’t go as planned or if people laugh at him and he gets bone deep embarrassment, he’ll stay in the situation long enough to play it off, but later, he’ll disappear. Bucky knows well enough to search everywhere else first. Steve knows Bucky knows where he is, but it’s the act of looking that helps Steve calm down. Because if Bucky’s looking, that means he cares.

2. There’s one day when Steve thinks he’s alone and is talking to himself in Irish. Bucky’s in the house or maybe he just got back from somewhere and Steve hasn’t noticed him yet, and maybe Steve asks himself a question about whether Bucky would like something and Bucky responds in perfect Irish. Turns out that in addition to learning it from listening, he was taking some online classes

3. Bucky journals diligently. It’s something that he started doing after the Soldier as a way to keep things organized and to keep things memorized. But once he starts doing it because he likes it, he starts journaling in Yiddish. It helps him feel close to his mama and sisters and feels like home. Steve always tries to bring him a cup of tea when he sees him with his journal and curls up on the opposite side of the couch with his sketch book

4. If Steve ever wakes up as the big spoon, this stubborn ass will get out of bed and go to the other side to work his way into Bucky’s eyes. Sometimes Bucky wakes up and rolls his eyes and presses a fond kiss to his temple before going back to sleep

5. The thing Steve likes most about Christmas is the decorating. He and his Ma never had much in the way of decorations, but they made do. Steve made a lot of them by hand from newspapers he found in the street. Now, even though they have the means to be ostentatious, he and Bucky still keep it simple. It’s a quiet melding of their two traditions

6. For the big meals, Steve lets Bucky cook and he works as the sous chef. He loves watching Bucky work in the kitchen. It reminds him of childhood and watching his ma make these meals out of seemingly nothing. Bucky has this innate sense of knowing how to do things in the kitchen and it brings this sense of home. Usually, during the week, they cook together, making old recipes from their families and finding new ones, and it’s healing

7. There was a week where Bucky had to travel somewhere and he came home to Steve sleeping on the couch with Alpine curled on his chest, purring

hello!!! i know it's been absolutely forever since you sent these in, but i'm finally freeee for a week!!!

YESSS i also think steve finds comfort in slightly confined, quiet spaces. it was always safest for him as a kid to sort of hide-- and most of the games he'd play at bucky's house that he came up with or lead were hiding games (which clued the barnes parents heavily into his home life)-- so it's something that he still holds onto to this day. bucky of course knows this and knows the routine of it is comforting to steve, so he goes along with it easily

YES PLEASSEEE after that, they spend a long time cycling through irish endearments with each other and eventually, steve surprises bucky by throwing in some yiddish endearments as well, much to bucky's nostalgic surprise

bucky being a writer is something that's so special to me. i also love to imagine that on top of journaling as a coping mechanism, he takes to writing short stories and poetry as well!!! this has lead to him leaving little poems around their brownstone for steve to find when bucky knows he has some tough work ahead of him or is having a bad day

steve also 100% will take any opportunity to crawl onto bucky's lap and hunker down. there have been times that he's come home for a mission or therapy and promptly crawled onto bucky's lap and passed out. bucky always just wordlessly adjusts and scrolls through his phone while steve snores on his shoulder

I WROTE A FIC LIKE THIS ONCE OMGGG yes!!!! steve working hard on homemade decorations and aiming for the trees that maybe look like they need a little more love and drawing in all the little things that made the holidays special for him and his ma. simple always felt more special. like home to him, because it's always been unequivocally about family and love and gathering than anything material

sometimes this includes steve just... attaching himself to bucky as he works around the kitchen. trailing behind him with his arms around his middle and kissing the back of his neck while bucky sautées onions and explains what he's doing

also steve gets his own cat. it's a naked cat. this is a hill i will die on.

#keith the cat #mikey answers #mutuals <333 #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #stucky headcanons

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stuckycreativity · 2 years

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Someone please send me Howlies Era Stucky headcanons so I can have feels over them and maybe even add my thoughts to it? 😍🥺❤

Angst, fluffy, anything... 🤭🥺

#stucky #stevebucky #howling commandos #howlies era stucky #wwii stucky #wartime stucky #wintershield #war time stucky #stucky headcanons #my posts

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1800jjbarnes · 4 months

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◇ 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟑𝟏: 𝐃𝐢𝐥𝐟 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐡 - 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 ◇

Lesson One, Be A Good Girl

【Synopsis】 : Your professors just want to help you learn and gain knowledge. Your first lesson happened to be very educational...

『W.C』 : 2.3k

-> Genre: College Au. Smut.

Pairing: Professor!Stucky x Student!Reader

[Warnings] : Age gape (reader is in her 20s while Bucky and Steve are in their late 30s). Swearing. Dry humping. Oral. Deep throating. Pet names. Semi-public sex. Fingering. Dirty talk. Slight power play. Heavy cum play, saliva and fluids cause I lost control. IM SORRY. Filming, mention of taking photos. Reader is curvy and beautiful. Unprotected sex. Piv. Steve and Bucky are huge!! Beefy men! Hehe. Some mxm and hints of prior seggy times with one another. Also, these two like to use terms that could consider the reader to be a “toy” of sorts. Which she is not and the boys do like her more than that I just got carried away like I normally do when I write things at 2 in the fucking morning. Oops.

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You gasped loudly, Bucky’s large hands slamming you onto the desk. Steve had lifted you up off your chair, ripping your panties down while pulling up your skirt. It all happened so fast. Legs spread, Bucky's hot clothed crotch humping against your aching core. Your hands gripped the edge of the table, vaguely hearing both men whisper and chuckle. You felt so exposed under their gaze even though you were mostly clothed. Steve’s deep chuckle caught your attention, making you shiver. “Look at that. She’s leaking down her thighs.” Steve squatted down beside you, snaking his hand along your plump flesh. Picking up some of your juices that had spilled down towards your ankle. You had practically come just from them throwing you around like a rag doll. Bucky’s hips snapped against you, letting you feel his growing erection. He let out a groan, feeling your slick seep onto him.

“Fuck I might just nut humping this desperate cunt.” Bucky gulped, his hands digging deep into the skin on your hips, creating crescent shapes from his nails. Your ears were ringing, as you felt so overwhelmed and they hadn't even touched you where you needed them yet.

“Stevie...Jamie..” You gasped, suddenly hearing a loud clank of a belt buckle. A hand gripped your chin, letting your wide eyes see Steve’s cock leaking pre-cum on his exposed tummy while he held the hem of his shirt up.

“Be a good baby and open up.” he let go of your chin, moving to pump his dick, tapping his red tip against your sealed lips. You opened up obeying every word both men gave. Flattening your tongue, you let Steve's large girth slide into your wet, warm mouth. “Fuck that’s it, baby. Take every. Fucking. Inch.”

Your jaw went slack, stinging slightly as you tried not to gag. Steve’s moans quickly filled the room, and he knew if they continued, they would only get louder. So he bit down on the fabric of his shirt he had been tightly gripped in his hand. You could feel him in your throat as he kept his thrusts slow and steady.

“Fuck look. She's getting excited just from sucking your cock Stevie.” Bucky had knelt down, coming face to face with your cunt. His mouth watered, studying the way you clenched around nothing every time Steve thrusted into you. “Okay Tiny, for your first official lesson, let's see how quickly you squirt on my face.”

You whimpered around Steve’s cock feeling Bucky’s tongue lap a long, slow strip of your cum, sucking on your lower lips before pulling away with a pop. His mouth was hot and abusive, his fingers slipping in next to his tongue. They were pumping at a pace that was making your lower tummy burn. Your jaw was slack, tempting to lock or close tightly around Steve. He seemed to notice picking up his pace in order to release deep down your throat. “Fuck Sugar I think I’m gonna bust down this pretty throat of yours. Is that okay? I want to empty myself in your mouth.”

You whimper around Steve’s cock from his filthy words. Your fingers squeezing his thighs, a silent way for you to say ‘yes, please, do as you please’. and so he obeyed, snapping his hips against you, spilling ropes of cum down your throat. You tried to swallow it all but it was like his seed was endless, and when he finally stopped and slid out of you, his fingers gazed over your chin seeing you trying your best to gulp down the rest of the white cream. “Awe, was it too much sugar?”

Your eyes were watering as you were now contemplating just spitting it out. But you were in a classroom, and you wanted to not make too much of a mess. Steve sensed your panic, kneeling down besides the desk you were still leaning against. He brought your face to his, clicking his tongue. “well come here, Sugar. Let me help.” His dark smirk made your head spin. “Sharing is caring.”

His lips latched onto yours, letting his tongue slip into your half-full mouth. His seed spilled into his mouth, letting himself taste the saltiness of his come. He swallows quickly, making you cry out against his hot, wet muscle. Meanwhile, Bucky hadn't stopped his assault on your aching pussy pumping to fingers deep inside you tipping you over the edge. Your climax was unlike anything you’ve felt before in your life. Your eyes were rolled back and your whole body tensed. You were on fire. “Fuck Fuck Fuck.”

“Hmm.” Bucky chuckles against your cunt. “You got a potty mouth baby.” you had the temptation to bite back at him suddenly, knowing all they had been doing for the past twenty minutes was swear and spill out filth. But the gushing liquid flowing down your legs distracted you, moaning instead, feeling your knees buckle.

“Look at that.” Steve had stepped back to stand behind you, taking in the view of your slumped against. Laying on top of the deck, your legs almost practically dangling limp and white cream mixing with clear liquid pouring down onto the floor below you. Bucky had stood up also, standing with his hands on his hips, looking smug of himself. “Maybe we should take a picture. Document the first time we got our girl off, huh?”

Steve and Bucky were mumbling to one another as if you were just lying on a school table fucked out of your mind in front of them. Suddenly you hear a click of a camera and your mind, as if a miracle, unfogs. Using your shaking arms you prop yourself on your elbows, wiggling your ass slightly while trying to look over your shoulder. “Fuck stay still princess.”

You tried to obey, noticing Bucky’s flash on his phone. You’ve never been in such a dirty position, let alone filmed. You wanted to come just at the sheer thought these two very beefy men were so obsessed with what you looked like they needed to take photos for safekeeping. It made you have a sense of powerlessness. Strangely. “Steve, Bucky. Someone please…touch me.”

You couldn’t explain where this newfound confidence came from, but your words made both males instantly by you. Bucky helped you up, leaning your chest against his while Steve stood behind you, giving feathering kisses along your neck and covered shoulder blade. “We are here tiny. You want us to touch you. Fuck you right here in this classroom.”

“Yes please,” you answered so sweetly, Bucky swore he could have melted then and there. Steve already had his slacks down, quickly following with his boxers. He grasps your hips, lifting your shirt up slightly so he can get a good view of your ass. His large hand almost covered your entire plump cheek, loving the way your body curves roll and fold beautifully. Like fresh bread dough, ready for Steve to squeeze.

“Fuck, you gonna have to take us raw.” Steve motioned, realizing he didn’t have condoms with him and He knew Bucky was definitely not carrying. “You okay with that Sugar?”

“Yes, please, sir.” The plea fell from your tongue before you could register what you had said. The pet name sent Steve’s cock twitching. His fingers dug more into your hips, threatening to draw blood from the sheer tightness of his grip. His tip slid along your folds, picking up some of your slick, Bucky’s eyes were glued to where his best friend was almost connected to you. It was a sight he never wanted to forget.

“Fuck Baby, what did I say about calling us sir or Mr…” Bucky’s voice was deep, deeper than normal. With a grumble hidden beneath. You whimper out a simple ‘sorry’ feeling a weird form of guilt, feeling bad for making your boys upset… your boys. That’s it. That’s what your mind thought of them as. But that’s if they’ll have you more than just today. Your eyes opened, looking straight at Yun. Your brow was scrunched as you reached for him. He stepped closer, his left hand gripping the back of your neck so you were at eye level with him. “If you keep calling us sir. I can’t promise what I might do to you.”

“S...Sir. Please.” You gasp, suddenly feeling Steve sink deep inside your cunt. Bucky growls, pulling his cock out of his slacks, pushing you down so you were bent on an angle, your ass flushed against Steve's pelvis and Bucky’s angry tip pressed firmly to your mouth. Pre-cum smeared on your tongue as you lapped along his shaft before he pushed inside your warm mouth.

"Fuck you feel amazing doll." Bucky threw his head back in a groan. His fingers laced in your messy hair, tightly guiding you along his cock. Steve, on the other hand, had his nails dug into your plump flesh, thrusting at a speed that left no room for oxygen. He didn't let you get used to his size, but the burn made your tummy rumble. He stretched you out perfectly, making your eyes roll back and saliva pool in your mouth, which Inevitably spilled out down Bucky's cock, coating his balls.

"Shit, Sugar. Why didn't we do this sooner? Your pussy is so fucking tight. And warm. Feels like heaven." Steve's rambles cause you to clench around him, making his hips stutter a bit. Bucky’s cock still deep down your throat you mumble around him, making the vibrations cause Bucky to still himself, fearing he might come then and there.

“Come one, baby, why don’t you come for Steve, hey? So we empty out loads in you.” You knew deep down Bucky’s desperate words were cause he was close, and given his thrusts were shallow and no longer timed. You were aware he didn’t have along. So you just moaned in response, wiggling your hips against Steve in a way to tell him to hurry up. Steve’s dark chuckle went straight to your core, making your high draw closer. You no longer felt the shyness from before but a newfound feeling brewing in your gut. One that made you well away that these two very large men were wrapped around your little finger. You let one hand go from Bucky’s thigh, bringing it down so you could rub your clit harshly, quickly finding a rhythm towards your release.

“Fuck I’m coming.” Steve crossed his hands, placing them on opposite hip dips, slamming his cock just right into your soaked cunt, emptying his seed deep inside you. This made you cum, clenching tightly around him, milking him of his cum. Bucky on the other hand, with his eyes watching intensely at how his cock disappeared then reappeared from your mouth, he grabbed your hair into a messy ponytail, stilling his thrusts to come inside your slacked mouth. You tried you best to swallow but like Steve, it was like his white creamy liquid was endless. So when he pulled out of you, he was quick to pull you up by your hair, smashing his lips against your own. His tongue slipped inside, taking his cum into his own mouth and swallowing. You have never known a man to taste himself let alone swallow his own load. God, it made you hornier than those female students fawning over these two super solider like men in front of you now.

“Come on, Punk. Come take a spin.” You could hear Steve’s deep voice chuckling behind you. You pulled away from Bucky seeing Steve swiftly move to stand beside the larger man. He grabbed Yun’s cock, tugging it a bit with a smirk plastered on his face. “You still have one more, why don’t you empty it into our sweet girl here.”

Steve’s lips grazed Bucky's sweaty neck, licking along the other male's jugular before giving it a little bite. These two have definitely played this game before with one another. But whether or not it has been with another person involved is a different story. But you shook off any negative thoughts when you reminded yourself about what Steve had called you. Our girl. God, these men will be the death of you. Bucky didn’t have time to say anything as you quickly stood up, grabbing his shoulders tightly, much to your poor imbalance. His hands, without hesitation, gripped your hips, holding you close against his broad chest. You leaned in and kissed him quickly, desperately, but there was a hint of something more. A stillness, caringness behind his kiss, something that was screaming, more, more, more.

Bucky’s left hand fell from your hip, snaking to grab a handful of your ass cheek, giving it a rough squeeze. His action made you moan lowly into his mouth, his sharp inhale through his nose.

His action made you moan lowly into his mouth, followed by a sharp inhale through his nose. Without breaking the kiss, he walked with you tightly in his grasp before the back of your legs hit the desk softly. You understood instantly what he wanted, removing your hands from his shoulders and then placing them down onto the oak table. You push yourself up with the little strength you have left, letting him shimmy between your spread thighs. he finally pulled away from your lips, so he could look down to where his cock was resting on your soaked tummy, “such a pretty baby. So ready for whatever we want. Are you are good girl darling? Going to be my good girl?”

“Yes, Jamie. I want to be your good girl. For both of you.” You felt tears welt against the crease of your eyelids. Your nails dig into the wood beneath you. He chuckled, feeling a sense of pride from just how easily you submit to him and Steve. How willing you are. He wonders what else they could get up to if they were in more of a private setting…

“That’s it, baby. Now, take a deep breath.” Bucky knew he was much bigger than Steve and even though he had prepped you and Steve as fucked you senseless only a moment prior. He was still going to be a lot to take in. Girth and length. So you obeyed perfectly, taking in a deep, slow breath as you felt him slip inside you, inch by inch. Your mouth opened in an ‘o’ shape, following with a silent scream and brows scrunched. He was definitely the biggest you’ve ever felt before. You tilted your head back, letting Bucky dive straight for your jugular, sucking a harsh purple mark on your neck, that would be very visible later. You were going to have to hide that tomorrow, but for now, you basked in the feeling of his teeth, tongue, or lips, as he thrusted at a slow but intense pace. Your body felt like it was on fire like you were a fuse box crackling electricity through water.

Everything was so sensitive.

And you needed more. Reaching up you grabbed Bucky's collar of his messy shirt, bringing his body close. His face nuzzled into your neck, snapping his hips at a pounding pace that quickly made you see stars. You were so close, just needed a little push, and then your eyes wander to a very desperate-looking Steve with his fully hard cock again once again, pumping it like his life depended on it. His eyes were focused on the way Bucky's hips jackhammered into you, following the same rhythm with his fist. And that sight alone helps you climax, clenching tightly around Bucky’s cock, milking the older man for everything he had.

“Fuck, Fuck, Fuck.” He mumbled against your neck, biting down hard onto your shoulder as he emptied his seed deep inside your womb. Everything suddenly went still, quiet. Even Steve had stopped, coming all over his hand from the entertainment had was gifting before him. Bucky's breath was pooling against your shoulder, while your nose nuzzled into his neck feeling his rapid pulse. There was nothing awkward about what had happened. But comfortable. Like you three were always meant to do this. Like all these games of cat and mouse were supposed to end up with you in their arms.

“So uh, another round back at ours?” Steve’s question just caused you and Bucky both to laugh.

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stuckyfingers · 3 months

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Characters who lowkey canonically ship Stucky

Natasha ( "I know how much he means to you")

Sam ("when do we start")

Sharon ("Mr. America")

T'Challa (literally everything he's done for them)

Shuri (definitely gave Bucky the makeover to impress Steve in IW)

Erskine (chose Steve after seeing him argue with his bf)

Rumlow ("your pal, your buddy, your bucky")

Zemo (the whole premise of his evil plan)

#stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #winter soldier #1940s stucky #headcanon #stucky headcanon #natasha romanoff #sam wilson #sharon carter #T'Challa #Shuri #Dr. Abraham Erskine #Brock Rumlow #helmut zemo

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rusted-soldier · 11 months

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Thinking about how Steve and Bucky are probably treated like they have this amazing, age-old wisdom, when in reality they were just barely adults when they lost each other and everything else.

There is something so childlike about the way they cling to each other, how they won’t let one another go, not again.

They are each other’s tether in a strange world. The other is all they have.

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #my things #marvel fandom #mcu fandom #marvel text post #steve x bucky #bucky x steve #mcu headcanons #marvel headcanons

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the-baby-gronckle · 3 months

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bucky barnes HATES captain america. absolutely Loathes captain america and its been a thing since the '40s. the commandos had a notebook that they kept whered theyd write down the best quote from whatever angry rant about captain america that sarge was on.

it carries over in the 21st century too. its my full belief that bucky makes a twitter with the handle '#1 captain america anti'. he gets shit for it bc of the history as the winter soldier but he doesnt care. he Hates captain america and its a hill he will die on. hell talk about it to anyone who will listen, and even those who won't.

steve rogers though? goddamn, does he love that guy

#marvel cinematic universe #marvel #mcu #captain america #captain america: the winter soldier #winter soldier #steve rogers #bucky barnes #sergeant james buchanan barnes #stucky headcanon #stucky #stevebucky #the avengers #steven grant rogers

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incorrect-marvel-because-why-not · 2 months

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It probably meant more to Steve that Bucky loved him just as much before the serum as after, but it meant more to Bucky that Steve continued to love him after he (Steve or Bucky) received the serum / the Winter Soldier debacle / after Steve became cap.

This can be read as platonic or romantic

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math-is-math · 2 months

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I’m just gonna spam all of them today LOL but next up is stucky 🙈💕 they are so vital to my development as a person it’s not even funny

Stucky nation are we still alive ?? Y’all forever rock the world 🫶

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#if anyone has questions PLEASE ask :))#art #understand my ship in 5 minutes #marvel #marvel fanart #captain america #captain america fanart #steve rogers #steve rogers fanart #bucky barnes #bucky barnes fanart #stucky #stucky fanart #yay headcanons #I’m so happy I’ve wanted to do this for so long #stucky nation ily guys

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steveybucky · 22 days

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yall ever think about how preserum steve was probably extremely cold natured and felt cold all the time and bucky would wrap his arms around him to help warm him up and Steve would bury himself deeply in bucky’s embrace to chase the warmth that is Bucky 😭

#stucky #stucky headcanon #steve rogers #bucky barnes #steve and bucky #stevebucky #don’t mind me just having a lot of feelings today #I genuinely don’t know if something like this has been said before #I’m sure it has lol

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eepylesbean · 3 months

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STUCKY HEADCANON ALERT

Just found out about a thing called "sweetheart grips" they were a thing where men in ww2 would put a picture of a loved one (or pin ups but shh) in the grip of their gun to like keep them close and whatev.

Bucky 1000% had one of teeny Steve in his grip before the little punk came and joined him on the battlefield

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #stevebucky #pre war stucky #pre serum steve #captain america #headcanon

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lavenderpanic · 6 months

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I just know I JUST KNOW Bucky has a multi-step shower routine with shampoo and hair masks and conditioner, all in very sweet, coordinating scents, and he exfoliates and uses like two different types of body wash and he comes out of the shower after two hours smelling like almond and rose and Steve just douses himself head to toe in 17-in-1 soap and is in and out in five minutes.

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #stevebucky #captain america #catws #bucky barnes headcanon #steve rogers headcanon #stucky headcanon #marvel #mcu

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turtle-steverogers · 1 year

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Mikey!! More hc’s because I have them and feel like screaming about them.

1. Steve loves celebrating Samhain because any Irish tradition makes him feel close to his ma. He especially loves carving pumpkins and turnips because it lets him be creative in a safe way. It doesn’t matter if he messes up a little bit because it’s a pumpkin and a turnip. But he can’t clean pumpkins out. Something about the feel of the guts panics him. He’s even tried with gloves and all kinds of scoops, but he can’t do it. He hates the feel. Bucky loves it

2. Steve doesn’t understand the idea of other people coming into your house to clean. He doesn’t hate the profession itself because lord knows people need to support themselves somehow, but he doesn’t understand why you would want someone else to come into your home to clean it. He doesn’t like the idea of having strangers in his safe space and touching all of his things.

3. Steve still smokes sometimes. It’s usually after a panic attack, when the seizing of his lungs makes it feel like an asthma attack. And while he knows smokes do nothing to help, the act of it is comforting. Sometimes, Bucky will smoke with him out on the fire escape. They sit shoulder to shoulder the way they used to, and somehow, someway, Steve knows everything is going to be okay

4. Steve can’t sleep if he knows the apartment isn’t the way it’s going to be. If Bucky’s out and he’s going to be back late, Steve can’t fall asleep. Even if he’s exhausted, there’s something in the back of his mind that tells him something is wrong and that something is going to change. If he knows Bucky isn’t going to be back until morning, he sleeps fine (well, as fine as he can without Bucky there to hold him)

AHHHH KEEP 'EM COMING!!!! I LOVE ALL OF THESE!!

This one feeds especially into my ongoing Steve Has Sensory Issues headcanon. I can see this being the case in a lot of situations-- Steve not being able to handle a certain sound or texture, so Bucky seamlessly takes over for him. It's always been that way, since they were little and Bucky used to lend Steve his earmuffs on the subway because it was too loud and Steve would plug his ears and squeeze his eyes shut. Even still, Bucky carries a pair of earplugs on him in case Steve starts to get overloaded.

I totally believe this. Mostly because I can also see Steve being the type that needs to have things organized a certain way that makes sense to him in order to exist in a space. He took his time carefully crafting this safe environment and the idea of things being slightly to the left in a way he didn't see happen makes his gut churn.

And it's the same brand, too: Lucky Strikes. The taste and feel is familiar, and sometimes Bucky and him will even share the same cigarette, passing it back and forth in silence while Steve's breathing still evens out. Bucky doesn't ask-- he never does. That overwhelms Steve, he knows that. So he waits until Steve has calmed down enough, and listens when he inevitably breaks the silence.

This goes back to the earlier one where I totally believe that he has his space arranged exactly how he likes it! But also further, Steve is a man of routines. He has a routine for if Bucky is home and has a routine for if Bucky is gone for the night, but it's a weird in between space where if he knows Bucky is going to be home late, it's the same routine as "Bucky is home", but shifted a few hours later, which he doesn't like and struggles to reconcile. This has led to a few nights of Steve being snippy when Bucky gets home late because he's tired and disregulated and his routine is off.

#love these #steve rogers #bucky barnes #stucky #stucky headcanons #mutuals <333 #mikey answers

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